Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Desire to nurture

It seems to me that in each girl there is evidence of an inherent desire to nurture.  I found that this was especially true of my mother.  In fact, my grandmother expresses admiration for the way she demonstrated affection towards her siblings, even from an early age.  "Although she didn't have many toys, she loved to play with her younger siblings and act out life through games which required imagination."  She listened to her siblings and comforted them when they were in need; especially Alex, who looked to Lark as more of a mother figure than a sister.  When Alex was rushed to the hospital due to a very critical injury, he cried and begged Lark not to leave him.  "It broke her heart when she couldn't stay in the room with him any longer."
I Cannot find the electronic copy of the paper I wrote on her life, hopefully after I move it will show up so I can post it on this blog.

I found some of the hard copy so I will post a few of the stories and feel free to comment.

"Lark was a sweet girl with a strong spirit.  'Her relationship with the savior was different from most.'  She had a very intimate relationship and expressed this bond throughout her childhood.  'She used to cry often and when asked what the matter was, she said she was homesick and missed her big brother (referring to Jesus).  She spoke often of the preexistance and of her relationship with Jesus.'  She used to tell everyone, 'I know my heavenly father loves me because Jesus told me so.'  It was her first part in the primary program, and she let everyone know it!  It's amazing that with that same strong spirit there were times that if directed in a different way, it could cause trouble to her offenders.  For example, Lark was very accepting of the handicapped and had a gift in the way she dealt with them.  One day at school a student was teasing someone who was handicapped.  Lark saw this and told him to stop.  The taunting continued until she was fed up with it.  She directed her anger at the boy who had offended her, smashed the bully's face into the drinking fountain, and proceeded to throw her shoe at him.  Although her intent seemed right, the actions weren't necessarily lady like.  Crying, she called her mother from the office.  However, when Lark was calm and more collected, it seemed a better opportunity for her mother to explain why the actions weren't appropriate.

              Well there you go, this is a excerpt  of the paper I wrote. comment as much as you'd like on it :) I want to hear more stories!

Thursday, July 7, 2011

My purpose in creating this blog

Hey everyone!  Some of you may know that a while back I was planning on writing my mother's life history.  Well the good news is, I'm still planning to do so.  This means that I will really need help from every one who knew and loved Morina Lark Mason Larrabee.

 I've been struggling in my efforts to get a variety of information and complete stories to write her history, and the thought came to me that I could do so through this blog.  Through the blog I am hoping to have stories recorded and  gain insight from each person who was there when they happened, or from those who have heard a different perspective on the story. 

I have a paper that I have written on my mother's life- which is from my interpretations of what my dad and Grandma Ruby have told to me- which will be posted.  Feel free to read this and add insight.   Otherwise, please start by leaving some of your favorite memories and we'll go from there!